The regular meeting ended in a riveting manner. Everyone watched Fu Yiming leave, and they breathed a sigh of relief one after another, which was comparable to the rest of their lives after a disaster.
At noon, Xu Lang waited for a long time in the secretary's room before he bit the bullet and knocked on the door of the president's office.
"Mr. Fu, will you eat lunch in the staff restaurant, or do you have something you want to eat? I'll pack it for you?"
Fu Yiming pressed his nasal bone with his fingertips, and looked at the watch. It was just time for lunch.
He glanced at his phone, which was as calm as stagnant water, and felt bored.
"Go to the restaurant to eat..." He picked up the jacket on the back of the chair and stood up. He immediately thought of something, then sat down and changed his words: "I want to eat Zhu Jiao Ji's things. Take one out for me."
"Okay. What do you want to eat?" Xu Lang asked softly.
Fu Yiming lowered his eyes and spoke calmly: "You can order anything."
"OK."
Zhu Jiao Ji is most famous for their Jiuzhen Fresh Soup, and almost everyone who eats there will order this soup. However, this soup is made with seafood soup as the base. Fu Yiming is very allergic to seafood. Feng Wan always avoids this dish every time she accompanies Fu Yiming.
Unfortunately, Xu Lang didn't know, and he ordered this signature soup.
As a result, Fu Yiming had an accidental allergic reaction. The rash went all the way to the base of his neck and gradually swelled into lumps.
Xu Lang received an internal call and rushed to the president's office. Everyone was frightened.
"Mr. Fu, I...I...I didn't know that there is seafood in this soup."
Fu Yiming glanced at him, picked up his mobile phone and called Zhou Lang: "I'm allergic. I'm going to the hospital."
Xu Lang stood there tremblingly, giving a momentary slip.
"Go out." Fu Yiming's voice was very soft, as if he wasn't blaming him, but his gloomy expression was enough to make Xu Lang's legs weak.
He's afraid he can't stay in Woming any longer.
As soon as he walked out of the office of the president, he immediately called Feng Wan, with a hint of crying in his voice: "Sister Feng Wan, please go back to the company soon. I may be fired!"
Feng Wan was at the hospital, communicating with Shen Kuo about her father's condition. She lowered her voice and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Fu drank the Jiuzhen fresh soup that I packed back today."
"What?" Feng Wanxiu frowned, "Don't you know Mr. Fu can't eat seafood?"
Xu Lang's voice was crying: "I have never eaten Zhu Jiao Ji and I specially checked the dishes, but I didn't see any seafood. I'm all to blame, I should have asked."
Xu Lang is a poor student who came out of the village, and naturally can't afford Zhu Jiao Ji, where just one dish was thousands of yuan.
But Fu Yiming will never open up his mind about this, because what he lacks most is empathy.
Xu Lang is regarded as one of the outstanding interns in the same period. Maybe it's because of his origin that he can endure hardships and he is at ease. Feng Wan is very optimistic about him and intends to keep him as an assistant when the internship ends.
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Provoking Fire
Romance[STORY NOT MINE. FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY.] Rumor has it that Fu Yiming, president of Fu Group, is cold, ruthless, and extremely strict with his subordinates. But Feng Wan has been his secretary for five years. Until one day, Feng Wan was i...
